Extravagant

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J.R. Writer - Rap

Extravagant

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[Intro] Uh Turn me up a little bit I don't wanna sound like I'm mad at nobody Full extravagant Harlem You know where I'm from Zeus Yeah [Verse] Look, you know the dog, I'm a different pedigree I be so involved, I might get accessory Haters salty, diamonds do the Pepper Seed And what these babies cost me, I should do a registry All this jealousy will never get the best of me Finish runnin' your mouth and check the legacy You'll never F with me, so tell 'em S a D Cars so foreign, I park 'em at the embassy Yellin', "Hi, hater", goin' Al-Qaeda You in my neighborhood, you better be a mob player Try a playa, the (?) look like an eye laser I been comin' off the hip before the SkyPager Who let the little league into the major league? Who tryin' to get with me, knowin' I play for keeps? You'll never tame the beast, whoever claim I'm weak Apologize like Kevin Hart before the tape release Geesh, let's keep it short, I'm on the go Who wanna smoke with Writer, ever though he's on parole? I come through with the semi, lookin' Jaffe Jo He gon' do me like Remy, (?) on my PO I'm so mafio, even the mobsters know Banana clips stickin' out, look like a lobster roll Get a load of me before I let them choppers blow You got some dope for me, you better bring it, rapido Tryin' to be rival, you must be off the meds You don't get it right, believe you gettin' all this lead Who's as nice as me? I put 'em all to bed Niggas biting me, shit feel like The Walking Dead DJ Khaled know I'm great with the bars Son couldn't hang with me if his name was Asahd Whatchu say, you a God? That's 'cause you rooks don't understand the culture You in the field but you look light as Sammy Sosa Yeah, there ain't nobody sicker Who really your favorite rapper if I wrote for that nigga? If I wasn't, half of ya'll wouldn't even notice that nigga You ain't notice that nigga? Huh You lyrically in trouble, forget the help I get it off the muscle Guiseppe belt look like somebody scribbled on the buckle Dominican, I hustle, the school be over grind Sound like I'm gettin' off but I'm doing overtime Zeus It's over

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  • J.R. Writer